Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 135 Don't Give Up Treatment
Who is this?

Ran suddenly to the Presbyterian Hall in the backyard of the Murong family?

Are the secret guards of Shenhe Village dead?

"Who are you?"

Murong Guang's eyes were sharp and he felt an ominous feeling in his heart.

Hey, this guy doesn’t recognize Huang Yaoshi?

Duan Yu was quite surprised.

In fact, Murong Guang's father Murong Ye was good friends with Huang Yaoshi when he was young, just like the relationship between Murong Bo and Jiumozhi.

But Murong Guang himself had never met Huang Yaoshi.

Therefore, the Murong family is extremely indifferent to Huang Yaoshi. They have not had any contact with each other for 30 years. Who cares about you?
This is an old tradition of the Murong family. When Jiumozhi came to visit Yanziwu, his treatment was even worse than this.

Jiumozhi had to take action to teach the junior Murong Fu a lesson.

"Master, he is Medicine Master Dongxiehuang!"

The few retainers outside rushed over.

Previously, they had a confrontation with "Dongxie", and the other party disappeared suddenly. In broad daylight, they thought they had seen a ghost!
"Yaoshi Huang?"

"I have admired my name for a long time! Everyone in the martial arts world knows about Dongxie's name. I have never had the chance to meet him. Today, I can recognize Dongxie's face. I am so lucky!"

Murong Guang bowed his hands in a free and easy manner.

Although it was a series of polite words, his tone and expression were extremely sincere, which made people feel good about him.

Treating others with courtesy, showing them with a smile, and speaking with praise is Murong Guang's way of life.

This was also the experience that Murong Fu summed up in half his life.

Never offend some people in person, but you can stab them in the back.

Duan Yu stood tall and said slowly: "As for the previous question, who is the immortal you mentioned?"

His eyes returned from emptiness to reality, and gradually became solid, like a sword with a cold light slowly unsheathing, making Murong Guang feel chilled.

"Huang Yaoshi, you know what you are asking!" Murong Guang frowned.

Does Huang Yaoshi know the identity of that person?
"Sorry, I'm not Huang Yaoshi, you can say it now."

Duan Yu removed the illusion and revealed his true appearance, his aura becoming more and more solemn.

"Xiaoyao Sword Immortal?"

Murong Guang's face changed slightly, his eyes condensed, and two cold rays suddenly shot out.

His body tensed slightly, and the power in his body was powerful and surging, and he was ready to deal with it.

Apparently he had seen the portrait of "Xiaoyao Sword Immortal", which was secretly painted by spies from the Murong family.

After all, at the Dashengguan Heroes Banquet, Duan Yu made a coquettish appearance. Many martial arts people were there, including spies from the Murong family.

Of course, Murong Guang had never seen the portrait of "Emperor Duan Immortal".

Only the great elder Deng Qianfang participated in the raid on the Duan family in Dali.

He sneaked into the Duan family temple to steal the Tianlong Sword, and vaguely glanced at the portrait of Emperor Xuanren.

It's just that 30 years have passed, how can he still remember him in a mortal body?

It was Yideng who used to lead the royal family to worship their ancestors every year and kowtow in front of Duan Yu's portrait, but he almost didn't dare to recognize him at first sight.

Murong Guang knew that the other party was not kind, and he couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.

He is worthy of being called the Sword Immortal. He feels like he is in a deserted place in Yanziwu. His light skills are truly terrifying!
"I wonder why the Sword Immortal came to Yanziwu?"

Murong Guang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he tried to slow down his tone in response to Duan Yu's seemingly serious gaze.

He stood with his hands behind his hands, looking cool and smiling.

But the two hands behind him were tightly clasped together, and the inner force in the long sleeves was slightly agitated, like a skin bag that was blowing air.

Duan Yu's face was as dark as water, and he smiled faintly: "You look like you, compared to your damn grandfather Murong Fu."

When he smiles, his imposing majesty does not diminish but increases.

"you!"

Murong Guang's face was stern and his eyes were cold.

This Xiaoyao Sword Immortal is so arrogant that he may have no choice but to stop fighting!
If you want to fight, fight, how can you be afraid!
Dou Zhuan Xing Yi lives up to the name of magical skill. His current skill is almost inferior to that of those in the Five Ultimate Skills.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

Murong Guang stepped forward and rushed towards Duan Yu's face.

Suddenly, he froze and suddenly felt an incomparably powerful aura enveloping him.

Murong Guang exclaimed, trying to avoid it with a shovel.

But suddenly he found that his body could not move!
He was horrified, and felt a needle piercing his mind, causing excruciating pain.

Then Murong Guang's eyes became empty and he stopped struggling.

Duan Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly used the Soul Searching Technique on him.

"Where is the Tianlong Sword?"

"Not at my Murong home."

"Where is that?"

"It has been taken away."

"Who took it?"

"The Mongol Khan sent people to take it away."

In order to restore the country, the Murong family even colluded with the Mongols.

Duan Yu was deeply despised and continued to ask: "Who is the immortal you mentioned before?"

"No, I don't know, I can't tell!"

Murong Guang seemed to be electrified, twitching a few times, his face full of fear, and he still refused to reveal a word.

"Is there a restriction in the sea of ​​consciousness?" Duan Yu frowned.

Divine consciousness invaded, but Murong Guang's poor little consciousness was covered with a green layer, as if covered with a layer of seaweed.

These restrictions are like an invisible wall, preventing outsiders from trying to invade the sea of ​​consciousness, and also preventing the person involved from telling a certain secret.

Once the ban is triggered, the person involved will die suddenly.

If someone tries to forcefully break this restriction, the person involved will die violently.

"The method is good. Even such restrictions are used. I guess the person doesn't want people to know his existence."

Duan Yu was too lazy to waste time to break this restriction, so he used the Soul Searching Technique.

After regaining his consciousness, Murong Guang was stunned for a moment and saw Xiaoyao Sword Immortal standing in front of him.

Astonished, his feet quickly slipped and slid out three feet, which was extremely free and easy.

Look at the three elders again, all of them are standing still.

Aren't you pretty awesome on weekdays?
Especially the third elder, who just said that he wanted to kill Xiaoyao Sword Immortal.

Why is it that now that I have seen the rightful owner, I am not moving anymore?

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the three elders had their acupoints tapped.
Murong Guang pointed out three fingers in the air, trying to relieve the three of them.

But he saw Xiaoyao Sword Immortal slap him with his palm.

"Hey!" Murong Guang's attitude was calm, his right hand was like lightning, and he pointed forward with all his strength.

It is the profound secret knowledge of the Murong family, Shenhezhi!

The finger strength is majestic, and at such a close distance, even if the five absolutes are up, they don't dare to push it too much.

Duan Yu chuckled, his palm posture unchanged.

A howl like wind and thunder sounded, and a huge force surged forward, rewinding Murong Guang's finger force.

"What kind of martial art is this!"

Murong Guangguang retreated in shock, but was still hit with a palm.

I felt an overwhelming force, as hot as fire, rushing into my body and scorching my meridians.

He quickly used the Dou Zhuan Xing Shifting Mind Technique and slapped his palm against the wall to deflect the force of the palm.

The smell of burning wafted out, and a blackened palm print appeared on the wall.

The palm that Duan Yu struck was his recently created martial arts, the Heavenly Thunder Divine Palm.

This was the first time he took action since he created the Heavenly Thunder Divine Palm.

The effect is not bad.

The palm of the Heavenly Thunder God is as strong as the sun, like thunder striking the top of the sky, destroying all evils and being extremely domineering.

"puff!"

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out from Murong Guang's mouth, and when it fell to the ground, hot steam curled up, as if tea had been poured out.

His face turned from red to red, and he reluctantly used the Star-shifting Mind Technique to expel the scorching internal energy from his body.

Murong Guangjie was filled with fear. He never expected that the skill of this Xiaoyao Sword Immortal could be so terrifying!
Fortunately, I have the ability to change my mind.

Otherwise, I'm afraid he might have become a charred corpse just now. "You want to know the immortal behind my Murong family, but I won't tell you!"

Murong Guanghu pretends to be a tiger, but a dead duck has a tough mouth.

But suddenly his expression changed and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

It feels like the meridians throughout the body are being burned, and the internal organs are on fire.

"What kind of martial arts are you?"

Murong Guang originally thought that he had transferred the power of his palm, but unexpectedly, the other party's palm power had already penetrated deep into his heart.

"This palm technique is Duan's original Heavenly Thunder Palm, I hope you can try it." Duan Yu chuckled, looking at it like a tiger's eye.

The power of thunder cannot be resisted by the physical body.

How can the Heavenly Thunder Divine Palm, which is as domineering as the thunder from the sky, be easily driven away?

Its unique feature is that the further back it goes, the more violent it becomes, which is opposite to the effect of Xuanming Divine Palm, and is even more powerful.

Duan Yu did not kill Murong Guang immediately, but deliberately made him unable to wish for death and took the initiative to explain everything.

Then he was tortured and died of pain more than a month later.

Anyone who falls victim to this palm technique will die!
Even if some miracle doctor comes, it will be difficult to save him.

Unless the immortal cultivator takes action, uses magic power to open the meridians, and uses wood magic power to regulate it.

There was a cultivator behind the Murong family, and he wanted to see who it was!
Duan Yu sighed with compassion: "Duan has shown mercy. Life or death depends on your choice!"

"When you think about how to answer, come to Shenjian Villa and tell me, otherwise you can only wait to die."

After saying that, the figure slowly left like a wisp of smoke.

Murong Guang touched his chest gently and vomited two mouthfuls of blood. His face was as red as drunkenness, and he looked at the direction where Duan Yu disappeared, his eyes full of confusion.

"Be merciful...what a merciful person!"

Murong Guang gave a wry smile and began to cross his legs to do his exercises.

The blow he received this time was not small. He thought that his martial arts was comparable to the Five Ultimate Skills, but he didn't expect that he would be so vulnerable to a blow when he encountered Xiaoyao Sword Immortal!
Little did he know that what Duan Yu said was true, he was just using the internal power of the Nine Yin Manual to activate the Heavenly Thunder Divine Palm.

Otherwise, the entire Yanziwu will be penetrated by the magic power of the Heavenly Thunder God Palm!
Even if a hundred Wujue people line up, one palm strike will kill them completely.

Murong Guang is nothing!

Also Shishuige.

The three elders with snow-white eyebrows and old faces sat around Murong Guang.

They are trying their best to rescue Murong Guang!

White steam steamed from the head, as if the steamed buns were being boiled.

Murong Guang's upper body was naked, and his body was like a piece of red-hot iron.

His face was red, as if he had been caught red-handed after reading an inappropriate pornographic book, which was even worse than Mr. Guan's red face.

Although his face was pretending to be calm, his steep brows could not hide the look of pain.

The three elders stretched out their hands and placed their palms on the large acupuncture points on Murong Guang's front and back.

In a moment, the three elders were sweating like rain, as if someone was pouring water from above their heads.

Immediately, his face turned as red as blood like Murong Guang's, and the steaming heat on his head became more intense.

"This palm power is really too overbearing, I have never seen it before!"

The great elder's peaceful face showed pain.

"That Xiaoyao Sword Immortal is really too vicious. Such vicious palm power will obviously make the master of the family want to die!"

After a month of continuous resuscitation, Murong Guang's injuries became more and more serious.

Not only did he endure the pain of burning his internal organs every day, but also the people who treated him suffered.

"It looks like it can't be cured!"

The second elder shook his head, with a hint of confusion in his warm eyes.

"The second brother is right, write a letter asking the young master to come back!"

The third elder also said that he really couldn't bear it anymore.

Murong Zhen, the young master of the Murong family, has lived in Mongolia incognito for many years.

Now that the head of the family is dying soon, he needs to give advance notice to come back and inherit the family property.

"receive!"

The three elders gave a low shout, closed their palms together, exhaled and gathered their strength, like wind and thunder, with a faint roar.

They looked at each other, ready to give up on the treatment.

"do not!"

At this time, Murong Guang, whose face was flushed, suddenly said weakly: "Don't give up treatment."

"Master, in your situation, even the miracle doctor can't save you!"

"Third brother, what are you talking about?"

Since Murong Fu established the Elders' Hall, the three elders have achieved superior status and are almost on an equal footing with the head of the family. They are no longer as respectful as before.

Murong Fu didn't want to do it back then, but he had been crazy for decades.

When he returned to Yanziwu, the four original ministers each took charge of a village and had become bigger and stronger.

He had to offer some benefits and let the four ministers work for the Murong family again.

Of course, since Bao Bujia is the only one in the family, there is no need to reserve a seat.

Murong Guang tremblingly took out a jade pendant from his clothes.

"Go and invite the ancestor!"

"What ancestor?" The great elder frowned.

He has lived to be 70 years old, and this is the first time he heard that there is an ancestor in the Murong family?

He obviously saw two generations of family heads buried with his own eyes.

Dead can't die anymore!
Murong Guang said: "Peach Blossom Island."

The third elder said: "Isn't Peach Blossom Island the territory of Medicine Master Dongxiehuang? We're not familiar with him either!"

"Take the jade pendant and go to invite the immortal."

"It's over, the head of the family is crazy."

"Another Murong family member is crazy!"

Seeing these old guys making sarcastic remarks, Murong Guang's face turned red, but he was unwilling to give up.

He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to say, "That immortal is on Peach Blossom Island!"

"Crack!"

The jade pendant exploded and broke into more than a dozen small pieces.

Murong Guang only felt a sudden movement in the sea, as if it was about to explode.

"what!"

Murong Guang suddenly screamed, and the air went blank.

The sea of ​​consciousness stirred, and then the consciousness quickly dissipated.

"What's the matter?"

"I do not know!"

"Is the head of the family gone?"

After testing Murong Guang's aura, he was already dead.

"It looks like it's really gone."

The great elder shook his head and sighed.

The head of the family has worked hard all his life and worked frantically at all costs to revive Dayan.

In the end, he was beaten to death with a slap.

The death was too sudden.

Too cowardly!
If word spread, wouldn't it make people laugh at the Murong family's incompetence?

The three elders stood aside quietly, their faces ashen, their lips pressed tightly, without saying a word.

Silent for a long time.

The great elder finally said: "Go and send someone to inform the young master and ask him to come back and take charge of the overall situation!"

If the owner of the family is gone, just replace him.

Nowadays, Murong's family is prosperous, no longer a single generation, and there is no shortage of people to take over.

If the young master Murong Zhen also dies outside, then another one will do it!
This is the role of the Presbytery.

Don't worry about the Murong family fighting among themselves over the throne.

However, due to the existence of the Presbyterian Church, the prestige of the family leader has been greatly reduced, and it is no longer what it used to be.

(End of this chapter)